This is all about my life's saga as I battle the odds of recuperation after marital rape and divorce, and beginning a new promising relationship with a recovering alcoholic.
This is another exercise from Rori Raye's book that I am currently doing. Since my issue is not being able to verbally share out how I feel... I feel….what do you think? I feel cherished when you listen to me as I share about my emotions I feel loved every time you touch me whenever, wherever we are I feel treasured when you call me when we’re not together, to see how I am holding up I feel sexy when you kiss me and touch my curves so gently and passionately ...
1. I walked with my pregnant GF at the park for about 2 hours last night and we enjoyed it so much. I picked her up, had pizza and shared about our passion in cooking and baking...I will try to make my own 'pan de sal'. 2. I am happy on my own. Never was I at peace than I am this day. 3. I learned about listening LEVEL 1 and 2. And that my goal is to cultivate my skills and bump it up to level 2. 4. I enjoyed playing with my faithful ...
I am reading this ebook by Rori Raye, Have the Relationship You Want. I will be using this blog to document my progress as I explore the scary part of me in order to completely heal and be able to give my untainted self to my faithful husband, for he deserves it all. In the book, she discusses about feminine and masculine roles, and which one I choose to be. That being said, I am taking the feminine role. In my fantasy/ ideal world, I want to surrender to romance, allowing my husband ...
There have been a lot of talks and debates about this subject – both political and religious, but I will not focus on any of those, though I would probably touch a little bit of both as I pour out my thoughts. I was raised in a family of 3 kids, myself as the only daughter, the middle child. My mom is a Math teacher, while my dad served in the military in my country. We all went to school, as my mom had always lectured, it is the only legacy they can hand to us. ...
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Daylight broke, shining through the eyes of this sweet little creature, who doesn't even know where she is. She cannot see vividly, only flashes of white, black, and red embody her vision at this early stage of her life, only responding to the soft coos she hears from the people around her. Smelling her most familiar and heavenly scent of all - her mother! Ah! It is feeding time - a moment when needs are being sought and are delivered without hesitation, but with much love and care - ...